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TRIxWEamHLY.
IML. T.X=. . , s .= sho,. }The Voice of the (People is Our only ,Master.
VOL. 72.BOR E WA .,iNtr. -
VOL. 2. BATON ROUGE, LA., THURSDAY, JUNE 17, 1880. NO.
ATTORNEYS.
1 WV. POPE, ATroraY AT LAW and
* Notary Public, Port Allen, West Baton
Roige, La. Special attention given to the rol
lctniou of aReounts, taking testmony under comn
missinon, and to all other matters requiring the
attention of an Attorney or Notary in the parish
of West Itaton Rouge. npr24 v2n 13
[ S. LANG, ATTOINKY AND COUNsELOI
[1. At Law, Donaldsonville, La. Will prac
tice in all the courts of the State of Louisiana.
rMIHOM. B. DUPREE, ATro0uY"
I and Counselor at Law. Office-No. 6, Pike's
Row, Batton Rouge, La. Will practice in the
State and Federal Courts'
SlgER:RON,BIRD & BEALE
I. ATrORNEYs and CouNsELolM AT LAW. Office
on North Boulevard street, near the post office,
Baton Rouge, La. Will attend to all law busi
ness entrusted to them in this and aiioinlng
parishes.
A. S. Herroen..... C. C. Bird.....L. D. Beale.
T'AVROT & LAMON. Arro
SNEYS AT LAW. Office on North Boulevard
street, Baton Itouge, La. Will attend to all
law business entrusted to themu in this and ad
joining parishes.
II. M arrot ...... ......... J. H. Lamn n.
E W. &. M. ROBERTSON,
* Attorneys and Counselors at Law. Office
on North Boulevard street, Baton Rouge, La.
Will practice in the Seventeenth and Eighteenth
,Judicial Districts.
E. W. Robhertson......... .M. Robertson.
4 EO, W. BUCKNEIR, Attorney
Jr at Law and Notary Public, Baton Rouge,
Ia. Business promptly attended to.
ANDREW JACKSON.
CIARRIAGES AND BUGGIES--From
the celehrated factory of Sayers &
Scovill, Cincinnati. A tine and well
selethcted stock of Carriages and Bungics,
both tolp and oion; also, Open Carriages,
Doctors' IBuggis, etc. Please examine
stock and prices before purchasing else
where. ANDREW JACKSON.
ADI)LES, HARNESS, ETC.-All
descriptions of Saddles, including
the latest styles, and Harness combining
tlie newest improvepicets, for sale at,
Imost reasonable pricds.
ANDREW JACKSON.
C ARDEN SEEDS-Of the justly pop
u lar crops of D. M. Ferry & Co.,
fresh and genuine. For sale by
ANDREW JACKSON.
QUGAIR AND MOLASSES-By the
SJ hogshend and barrel, or by retail, at
bottom prices, by
ANDREW JACKSON.
HtOES, AXES, ETC.-Thle well knowun
I '"Lynden" iHoe, and Plapters' Steel
flocs, Collins' celebrated Axes and other
brands, Traces and Back Bands, Nails,
Powder and Shot Woodenware. For
sale by ANDREW JACKSON.
CORN, OATS AND BRAN--Large
stocks of the ibove, for sale low, by
ANDREW JACKSON.
COFFEE--In store: 50 bags of Rio
Coffee, different gradles, at lowest
prices. ANDREW JACKSON.
M EAT-Green Sides and Shoulders,
SIlacon, and, in fact, all articles
needed by planters. For sale by
ANDREW JACKSON.
-ILOUIR-150 barrels and half barrels
Il of Fancy and Choice Extra Flour, at
the lowest cash prices, at store of
ANDREW JACKSON.
`LEED POTATOES-In store and for
Snsale: P'eerless and Russet Potatoes,
at store of ANDREW JACKSON.
Robt. F. Heteford, M. D.,
OFFEIRS his professional services to the citi
zens of Baton Rouge and vicinity.
Oflhe--Corner Lafayette and Florida asr eta
tolnucaze Building. Residence--Africa street,
between St. Ferdinand and St. Louis streets.
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HIon. A. Herron, Andrew Jackson, Win. Garig
lier. Dr. hloodrich, Mueior W. T. Cluverius and
Messrs. Gourrier & McNair.
Baton Rouge January 10th, 1td0.
laving known DR. liHREFORD for many
eKarta it afllford me pleasure to recommend hil
to the citizens of Baton Rouge, as a gentleman
and physician, entirely worthy of their conlt.
dence. (janl7-ly) THOS. J. IB FFINGTON.
To Printers.
We have on hand a Franklin Paper Cutter
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Just suited to country publishers with small
Job Otlices. Address the CAPITOLIAN,
Baton Rouge, Louisiana,
ICE! ICE
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llaving Just received a large supply of
Pure Lak1e Ice
Is now prepared to furnish the same to the roust
trade and supply all local demands at the muot
reasonable rates. All orders from Plaquemine,
Bayou Gonla, Port Hudon, Bayou Sara, Wood.
ville, Jackson and Clinton promptly andl sais.
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Open fromn half past five oclock in the morning
till eight o' lo k in the evening.
W. P. KIRBY
Ilas aust receivedan invoice of Price & Lucas
SWI.EET CIDER. Also, the best MINERAL
and SODA WATER. Lovers of cold drinks
can always find the above on ice.
L-Next door to I'KE'S HALLSf .
SILVER TDLATEED 7ARE OF
ILVER . LATE)D TV ARE '.F
very description, all Triple and Quadruplo.
Plate at JOHN JOH NSON S
66 a week in your own town. Terms and
Sive dollar outfit free Address i. Ilal
lett & Co., Portland Maine.
O LD Daniel Boone-A favorite brand
0 of Whisky, at David & Garig's.
j ý n'per day athtme. Samplea worth
o $2 edollas free. Address tiu
son & Co., Portland Maine.
A PR ICOTS-Fine fresh California
goods. David&Garig.
GOI,D RINGS. Diamond, Amethyst, Cameo,
G Plain and Engraved Gold Rings, at
JOHN JOHNSON'S.
$7 A WEEK Twelve dollars a day at
12. home easily made. Address True &
(o., Augusta, Maine.
TUIZ) DlFLg " 0mabe rond on fole at Ge,
THIS PAPER oe .Co Newapero
AdvertslBreau(lsprueeSt.Lwhee a dvertle
Iod lear bmad fo Ip r 1aI~IW XQBL
BUILDING ON THE SAND.
'Tie well to woo, 'tie well to wed,
For so the world hath done
Since myrtles grew, and roses blew,
And morning brought the sun.
But have a care, ye young and fair,
Be sure you pledge with-truth;
1']i certain that your love will wear
Beyond the days of youth!
For if we give not heart for heart,
As well as hand for hand,
You'lli find you've played the unwise part,
And built upon the sand.
'Tis well to save. 'Tin well to have
A goodly store of gold.
And hold enough of shining stuff,
For charity is cold.
lBut place not all your hope and tiust
In what the deep mine brings;
We cannot live on yellow dust,
Unmixed with purer things;
And he who piles up wealth alone,
Will often have to stand
Beside his coffer chest, and own
'Tis built upon the sand.
'Tis good to speak in kindly guise;
And soothe whero'er we can;
Fair speech should bind the human mind,
And love link man to man.
But stay not at the gentle words,
Lot the deed with language dwell;
T'he one who pities starving birds
Should scatter crumbs as well.
The mercy that a warm and true
Must lend a helping hand,
For those who talk, yet fail to do,
But build upon the sand.
BEHIND A PANEL
A SOUTHIERN STORY.
A wide, white forehead ; above, braids
knotted with a whiteastev pansy-dark
eyes under curled blacl~eashes. The
lovely woman's face looking out of the
oriel windows hold Captain Gordon
Sommers captive.
'Come, Captain,' called a voice from
the water below.
lie made no response to startle the
girl, for she had not seen him. The
cool, oval face rested on the slender
hand, and she was looking dreamily
over the water.
'I say, Cap, what keeps you I What
have ydl found 1'
lie could have strangled Low, with
his impatient bellowing, for now the
fair face started and Ilushed, and, turn
ing, Adelaide Westerley saw the in
truder in the garden.
Captain Sommers stopped lorth, but
without his usual grace and ease, and
lifted his hat.
'I beg your pardon. Could we got
some water here f'
'Yes, certainly. Knock at the south
door, and my man will give you all you
want.'
She seemed startled out of an habi t
ual serenity, yet her voice had a strange
softness and sweetness.
'I-we,' continued the Captaiu, 'are
in search of a strange boat which got
adrift from the yacht Mermaid last
night. We have been about here for
three hours. It must have got over the
bar and gone out to sea.'
Low, lifting himself to look over the
bank, saw how things were, and settled
back resignedly.
'A small boat called the Dolphin 1'
asked Adelaide.
'Yes.'
'With a book and a spy-glass in it ?'
she continued.
'Yes,' confessed Sommers, ashamed of
his seamanship. 'I let it got away from
me. I have charge of the yacht. There
she is yonder,' pointing to the offing.
'You will find your boat fastened to a
poet just inside the breakwater. My
man Stephen picked it up last night,
He is in the garden. Stay, I will call
him.'
She came down to the garden door-a
beautiful young creature all in white
and found Captain Sommers awaiting
her, cap in hand. They went together
down the overgrown paths, hle holiug
the rose-vines aside to lot her pass.
'I am giving you too much trouble,'
said he.
'No. There is my man. Stephen!'
she called.
The old man came up with his spade.
He began telling how he hadl found the
boat-for which the young man did not
care two straws, casting desperately
about in his mind to learn how he was
to meet Adelaide again.
She had already withdrawn to the
terrace, and stood awaiting his final
bow. She little dreamed the truth
sweet Lady of Shalot! She was look
ing fixedly at the fine, strong figure, the
cool, sensitive blonde face, the pictar.
esque yachtman's dress; she had in
baled the faint fragrance of cigars, felt
the magnetism of this stranger's gentle
touch as he put her dress aside from the
thorns, and a feel ing of pain she could
not express visited her pure heart as
she realized that in a minute he would
be gone from her gaze,
And be went. With one backward
glance from the fine blue eyes, with a
gay and graceful salutation and a final
oall of thanks to the young lady, 'Cap
tain Sommers turned a bend of the rose
path and disappeared, followed by old
Stephen.
'A desperate venture!' he muttered,
'but my only chance!'
If, while unmooring the boat, he
deftly questioned the old servitor of
the Wosterleys, old Stephen never told.
But when he saw the two boats float
lug off shore, he chuckled over the bit
of silver in his hand, and muttered,
'Good luck to you, sir I'
The fair LAdy of Shalut went slowly
back to her bower. Perhaps the pretty
chamber did not then look quite beau
tiful. Perhaps she, too, murmured, 'I
am half sick of shadows.' It would not
be at all utrange.
This girl of 20 lived astrangely isolat
ed life. She was the last of her race'
living on the estate bequeathed to her in
infancy by her dying father. A half
sister of her mother's, an aged woman
called Aunt Resolve, was her only com
panion. She had never entered society.
She knew little of the world outside the
beautiful gardens and shores of the Ju
nipers.
But for Aunt Resolve, the girl seemed
to be wasting her sweetness on the de
sert air. The devoted old woman idol
ized her. From her babyhood, she had
dressed, washed, and tended her. Per
haps it was a mistaken fondness that
relieved the heiress of all care of her
estate, for it required some manage
ment to make it yield an income for
the family, and Adelaide suffered from
ennui. Perhaps a little care would
have been good for her. But Aunt Re
solve thought differently, ansd the girl
knew nothing of the oyster-beds and
the crops that were here.
The girl stood in the rosepath again
the following evening, her garden hat
in her hand, her eyes uanoonsciously
fixed upon the yacht Mermaid in the
offing. she was in an unusually
thoughtful mood. There had come to
her for the first time the thought whi
ther her life was tending. To wear
away the seasons from youth to age in
uneventful monotony, her soul unsatis
flied, did not suit her. But a spell, a
fate seemed upon her. Probably it
would never be otherwise; and a sad
ness no words could express spread
through all her consciousness.
A stop upon the gravel. She turned
and encountered the gleam of two blue
eyes. Captain Sommers bowed low.
'Your pardon ; more missing property,
Miss Westerley,' he stammered.
'What is it now I' asked Adelaide, in
amazed tones.
'A ring I dropped yesterday. Ah, here 4
it is,' stopping to hide a guilty blush,
and immediately, with strange good
fortune, discovering a diamond ring at
the edge of the grass plot.
He showed it to her-a diamond I
quaintly set; his property for fifteen
years, he said, the gift of his dead I
mother.
The heiress of the Junipers was as
guileless as a child. She never thought
of fear: and what was there to sug
gest it in gentle words and courtly
tones i And, fortunately, Captaia Smr
more was an honest man, and honestly
in love.
They chatted among the rose-vines
for a long hour. The young man made
a practical use of his time. With undue
stress he told her who be was-the
younger of two orphan brothers left
early to find their fortunes. The elder
had esucceeded better than he; perhaps I
less ascrupulonus. It was Godfrey's yacht
Gordon commanded. He had no money, I
but he had not a vice, and the good
will of all men.
And when he had gone, she found
that he had left with her letters highly
complimentary, recommending him to
stations of trust, so that she was able to
afford astonished and alarmed Aunt
Resolve all the assurance she needed.
And now Adelaide was no longer
alone. She had a lover.
- Week after week the yacht Mermaid
remained in the offing. Day by day the
young people floated on the smooth sum
mer tide, or strolled in the garden, or
sang at the old piano songs ringing and
full of sweetness.
Perhaps no happier hearts existed aun
der the sun. Then Godfrey Somers sent
for his yacht, and Gordon must needs
obey and speed North.
'Oh, Gordon, you will forget me!' she
cried,
'Forget my little oriolet Never! Child,
you do not know hew I love yen. Wear
this ring for me, Adelaide.'
It was deep and yellow, and bore in
deeply engraved characters the word
'Always.' And so they parted for a few
weeks, betrothed lovers.
The summer waned, but Adolaide was I
so happy she did not mind when the rose a
1 petals fell and the fruit was gathered.
Aunt Resolve, who watched her con. I
stantly nowadays, saw that she was
wrapped in a dream of bliss. Her na
ture of great sweetness was alive, and I
her lover and her love life was all to her.
And now, for Somers' sake-that was
plain-she began to take an interest in
f the tasks and plans at the Junipers. I
'Where does the money come from that
pays the plantation hands for their work
Aunt Resolve?'
'They have their cabins and corn and
sweet potato patches. I pay them small
i wages out of the fruit crop.'
i 'What does that consist off'
'Strawberries, pears, melons, and
I grapes.'
'I Where are they sold?'
'What buys our food and dreses?'
'The oyster beds,. They are a great
, deal of care, I assure you,'
'For you. You have the care of every
thing. Let me learn to help you, dear
I aunsie; let me learn to be useful to you.'
And Adelaide grew busy, painstaking,
and thrifty. She was dusting an old
cabinet one day when a panel which al.
ways seemed secure, clipped from its
groove into her hand, showing a cavity
filled with compartments behind. In one
was a bit of folded yellow paper. It was
not worth disturbing, at first Adelaide
thopght. At last, with reluctant curi.
osity, she drew it forth, unfolded, and
scanned its faded characters, and, as she
read, her dark eyes dilated, her cheeks
paled, she caught her breath.
Aunt Resolve was counting out money I
on the library table. Suddenly Adelaide,
all white and trembling, entered t'"e
room, the paper in her bhand. 'What I
have you theref' I
Aunt Resolve had grown suddeLly I
ghastly at the sight of the faded scrap. 1
She snatched at the girl's wrist, and
drew the paper toward her without I
touching it. She saw only too clearly
the minute, quaint character clear as E
print, though the ink was faded. Then I
she pushed Adelaide away and turned
aside her face. I
The bewildered girl sat down upon the I
footstool at her feet.
'Oh, Aunt, what is it?'
'It is nothing,' portioning off the sil
ver with a trembling hand. 'The salt a
marsh must be cut now; so go away,
child; I am busy.'
But the girl clang about her knees. I
'Oh' this is my grandfather's name
signed to this,' she cried, 'and I am home- I
less.'
'Tut, tut.'
'Am I not the last of my race ? His
father gained it dishonestly,' he says, I
'and when his descendants shall have I
dwindled to a single one, let him or her I
not dare to marry, but restore the estate I
to the rightful family, bestowing it upon a
the poorest member thereof,' quoted the
girl, the words of the papes stamped on
her memory.
Aunt Resolve groaned and her hands
fell from their task. A
'Child, child!' she cried, 'how in the
world came you to find it?'
'I was dusting the eaqiaet. It was be
hind a panel that fell down. I did not 1
dare to touach it at first, Now I have a
read it all, and I know what it means- a
what Ihaveto do, auntie.' And now 1
the girl stood up.
'Your father gaveit to me for safe c
keeping. I never meant you to see it, *
Adelaide.' c
'That would have been very wrong,
Iauntie.' I
The girl did not speak. She stood a
looking around the familiar room, and a
her eyes grew dark with agony. Evi
dently her resolve was taken,
'The dear old place-it seemed part of I
my very self. It never before was beanu- 1
tiful and dear as now, when it was to I
be my home and his. It has seemed lone- !
ly and irksome-it never would any I
more. And I must give it up.'
This was fixed as an unalterable law I
in her mind. The conditions fulfilled I
which decreed it to another, the Juni- I
pers must forthwith pass into other
hands.
Therencould be no doubt that Ade
laide was heart-broken. She looked as I
if some terrible illness had settled upon I
her. Aunt Resolve was uttered shat- 1
tered by the girl's state; but now Ade- a
laide was the stronger of the two in 1
Smaintaining a settled purpose.
The latter a guardian whom she saw
annually, She wrote to him, acquaint- 1
Slung him with the message from the de
ceased, and briefly relinquishing the
,property, as she wished him to take
Ssteps to discover the former owners of I
the Junipers--a process which Aunt Re
t solve theought would not be difficult,
I though she did not know them.
S'I would not have done it, dear,' she
, maid, siok in bed. 'I would have yeaou
live and die upon the old place. I fear- e
ab, I fear you will miss everything now a
-for Captain Sommers has no home, and it
he will rove from and forget youl It is I
human nature. These longldeferred q
marriages never turn out well. You a
know your marriage to bhim must be d. ' 1
ferred don't you!' '
'Yes.' o
The girl uttered the one sad monosyl- a
lable, and said no more. r
And now the time was flying. Cap. I
tain Sommers she expected daily, for he
said be would return to her in les than t
a month. She finally brought herself
to write to him, and told him what had t
happened. He made no reply.
This added a pang. She saw plainly ,
what it woald be. He could not pro.
vide for her adequately. Such a sup
port as he could afford her-and which
she would have gladly accepted, sweet,
if shared with him-he would not offer.
She most And a home in Florida, with
some of her mother's unknown rela
tions, and they would drift apart finally
forever. Aunt Resolve was right.
A storm set in. Day by day the rain
beat about the house, and the sighing
of the wind filled the girl's heart with
dread.
At last there came a letter from her
guardian. It ran as follows:
"Mr DEAR ADELAIDE--I have been
unusually fortunate in finding theright
ful owner of the Junipers. He will make
his appearance there Thursday, after
which I will see you at an early day. t
LUTHER MESENGsOR." 1
Not a word of sympathy or regret, 1
It seemed to Adelaide as if all the world I
had suddenly turned her enemy.
And still another day the storm held. I
The Junipers tossed in the rainy wind, I
and the wild air had voices of cruel sig. I
nificance. Or was Adelaide's mind giv. I
ing way under trouble? She had so I
anticipated such a farreaching result I
that she seemed ahea4y deep in years of I
suffering. 1
Alone, on a mournful evening' she was 4
suddenly electrified by a coarse voice de- I
manding: 4
"Where is tbis 'ere woman that's been I
a-keepin' me out of my lawful rights? 1
Ijust want to set my eyes on her."
Was her home to go to such people? Her I
heart sankibut the heavy step came on.
Suddenly the door wasn ung open, and, I
smilingly,there stood Captain Sommers.
"Dearest, I have come!"
He caught her hands and drew her to I
her feet. She uttered a cry of delight,
then broke into a sobbing sigh as she I
felt herself clasped to his breast. 1
"Oh, only to part, my beloved!" she
cried.
"Not at all, my dear one; for I am the t
master of the Junipers. By your grand- e
father's decree, which betows it upon t
the poorest member of the defrauded I
family, it becomes mine, and next month I
sees our wedding."
And it was even so.
GRIZZLY AND TEBRRIBER,
A CENTRAL PACIFIC BEAR YARN--TIlE
EARJ oETS HURT.
From the Pittaburg Dispatch:
The train was delayed several hours. A
There were but bhals dozea passengers
all told and they all got out on the little I
station platform. In looking down the I
valley from the station (Truokee is away I
up in the mountains on the main line
of the Central Paoiio Railroad) we could
see some kind of an animal coming down 1
out of the timber and making its way t
over the top of the snow towards the I
river. It looked like a steer or a male, I
and none of the traveler thought it was I
anything else. The snow was about four,
feet deep and frozen so hard that one a
could walk over the top of it without a
breaking through. Captain Vineent i
Yore, of St. Louis, a man well known in
steamboat ciroles both in St. Louis and "
in Pittsburg, and in faot all along the I
river, was oneof the passengers. There
is considerable of the dare-devil under
neath his quiet demeanor, having run
the upper Misseuari in his early days and I
attended many an Indian council along
with General Sherman when the General
livedin St. Louis. Yore was returning ]
from San Francisco, where he had been I
to settle some railroad busines for St.
Louis parties, and was fixed up neat and
bright as a new pin. He spied the
animal and said he thought it was a
bear, and that if he had a gaun he would
godown and shoot it. We all Ilaghed
at him, for he did not look much like a
bear hunter, and the station agent, a
bourly fellow, with a red annel shirt and
boots outside of bhis pants-a regular
picture of a Fortya-niner-joined ina,
saying he would give him a gan if he
wanted to shoot the grizzly, Captain
Yore was a good shot and could be cool
under very trying eiracumstances. The
agent, who was at once the express agent,
ticket agent, baeggag amasher and
everything combined, went lota itat. W
ofice and brought out a beaillMii
breech-loading rile. Handing itr,
Yore, he said sareastically: 'He '.
gun.' Captain Yore took the ,gmp
started toward the end of theow piflqt
The passengers, of course, aeyer dreame
he was in earnet. The station 'agat
called him back when hehad gone dowaIs,
off the steps and, bringing out a ii;'i
rat terrier dog of the-light wooly SEct
pattern, said:
"Here, you'll want a dog wheayou
bear haunting."
Captain Yore turned back, pJoi a
the dog, and putting it under thie 14,
his coat started down toward the bu-.
The grissly had by this time got eit
far enough to be plainly seen, as ip
made his way across the narrow valley.
iHe looked to be the size of a hose,
and did not seem to care whether there
was anybody within shot distance of
him or not. The bear kept quietly in i
his course, and Captain Yore went
straight toward him. Theetatlos agent
realized the danger Yore wis In, and
his anxiety was quickly communicated
to the passengers. They got elqger ad
closer, until they were only about the
length of the train apart. Yordstoppe4,
took out the little dogandsethimdown.
The terrier made for the bear at ocep,
Tand going behind him, bit him on the
heel. The bear turned around to see
what had scratched him on the foot, and
the minute he turned, ,Yore, who had
been standing motionless, watching the
bear as it came face toward him, brought
the rifle up to his nose and flashed it at
him. The bear immediately slapped
himselfon the shoulder with his paw:sad
turned toward the captain. The pas
sengers, who were watching him, were
now wild with excitement. "He bhs
hit him," said the old Califorians,"And
now he must look out for him." Yore
F never moved. The little snipe of a dog
bit the bear on the heel again, he turned
oncemore, and again. Yore unloaded on
him. The bear slapped himself on the
other shoulder and straightened up as
if to go quickly at Yore. Then the
beast broke through the snow and most
disappeared from our eight. He tum
bled and rolled and waltsed around.
The old Californians were almost breath
less with fright. "The bear is trampnlg
out a plaqe to fight, run, run I" they
screamed to Yore, but he stood motion-'
less as a statue.
The little dog flew around the top of
the pit the bear had made, barked.
Presently the bear put out his head to
get his assailant's position, and fixing
his eyes on Yore, he crawled up out of
the hole into the snow. He had Just
steadied himself on his four legs when
the dog bit him once more and Yore let
him have it again, quick as a flash, the
moment he turned and another time the
grizzly slapped himself with his paw,
indicating he had been hit. He started
on a trot towards Yore, who now had
four loads left in his rifle. Twice again
the dog bit the bear, and at each time
as he turned Yore unloaded into ble,
bringing the rifle up to his face as
quickly as if he threw a weaver's shuttle.
After he had fired the fourth load and
grizzly's pace was not slackened up
much, as you could soarcely netiee his
limp, Yore turned to move bask a few
paces, and as he did he broke through
the snow and went down to his armpits.
We cooul just see his head and shoulders.
The paessengers, expecting every moment
to see the infuriated monster erash po~r
Yore, covered their eyes ina perfoot
terror. The bear had got within a few
Syards of Yore, and but a few ecoads
would decide it. The dog bit him sgin
and Yore, who had the rifle firmly
sighted, poured it into him, two loade
in quick succession, and stretbched him
as he was almost at the end of the ridle.
The whole thing occurred in lees time
than it takes to tell it. The passengers
rusahed down with a shot. They bronuli
the immense bear up to the station.and
clubbed together and bought the rifle
for Captain Yore, and the captain laid
down a *20 gold piece for the little dog
I which he brought back with himtotSt.
ILouis, for, said he, ''That dog saved
Smy life."
---- ***u ---
A Philadelphia youth who committed
s suicide twenty years ago because a
Slovely being gave him the mitten has
I been heard of through an up-town me
I dium. He says that when be gases
Sthrough the misty veil which divides
s life and death and sees his old flame
I now with her fourteen hobildren lyinag
r around loose, while she cleaas the boose,
he gets mad enough at his folly t oom
m mit suicide again, and his greatest pun
a ishmentis in the reflection that he can't.
1
D A colored consolence goes a long way,
;, but bright moons and livelydogs are the
I besutsfeguards for lsolated h mrostg